Tapped Out of the Narrative

What chemo, Columbine, and a culture of outrage taught me about pain, propaganda, and staying human.

I’ve officially completed three full rounds of arsenic treatment. That’s four weeks of daily, two-hour infusions, eighteen weeks total.

My reward? Fatigue, brain fog, and the overwhelming sense that the nurses are one sarcastic comment away from “accidentally” swapping my IV bag with a bottle of ranch dressing. And honestly? Fair. I’ve been asking for th…